Lyrics:
got to tell you where I'm from all the past stuff
Two four eight I was raised by the lake
I was praying on a shot yeah day by day (Day by day)
Knew that
I stare past all my actions
The deeper meaning inside is riled up by this mind of mine
Write fluid, I'm uprooted with this mild mood and
I'm trying
the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it
Yo, VIP, let's kick it!
Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something
of you
Try to keep it cool, but yet this what I want to do
Take you by the hand bounce you up outta here
But yet I got a show to do, and that won't be
walking by
Sexy comes in every size, keep wearing that
You ain't playing
You got yourself a new man no need no workout plan
I call that baby fat
But it
it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder
I guess by then you'll be ready
Cause All My Children got One Life to Live
But knockin wifey out the box
Is
Blood runnin' hot, night chills (there's power in we)
So long and lost, are you missin' me? (You gettin' money or lookin' for me huh? Huh?)
Is it too
as G-therz
This is my motherfucking champ ring (Champ ring)
And you ain’t gonna do a damn thing (A damn thing)
'Cause Imma be the last standing (Standing)
This
this is 2020, we can't take no more, already seen plenty.
(SINGING) Rain, Rain (RAPPING)... go away and never, ever, ever come again another day, because
rapping
I had to often adapt
Talked to God but I'm not sure if He ever talked to me back
I rep Europe, ain't got to tell you
You could probably tell by my
about this honey, well respected by niggas
Ngwana a tsosa banana ka savanna, cold as her figures
I knew everything about her, her style and her taste
go
She touch her toes
When she's with us she's getting buck for sure
Wait, where am I? I buck drunk
Where is she? She buck drunk
Where is he? He buck
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
syllable explains my inner principles
My style is so original these bitches are typical
Keep the spouting to a minimal spraying bars like a fountain so much
Bentley, 9th Prince will decease, made of Ginseng
Seen it? It's real, liver than chase Manhatten
Word on Staten I was clappin with the Captain
My style is
This is for my ladies,
Sexy like champagne Glass,
You what I'm talking about,
A reflection of a Pena Colada,
Listen up
I know you heard
right
When big is you gonna feel it
From your ass to ever tight
You into bondage and ass smacks
You're rough boo
Yo style is why you tell me to cuff
here
I know you thought I was all the way on my job by now
Well, I forgot my sweater and I'm on my way back
And I started to thinkin'
You sure
dripping like a pool
Keep a 30 by my plate
Cause all my choppa eat is food
Oh my god, Oh my god
Got me in my bag
Oh my god, Oh my god
Poppin all these tags
what the hell am I saying?
All I really know is that I’m never playing
Going in hard, from the very start
Never gonna be put in my place by you retards
insecure
Hold on tight to a player and be sure
My ambition destroys a demolition
This is just the new edition
I stay true and speak my mind like
synthetic
The physical's mental
But the outcome is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the CL
The spiritual
To set it one time on the physical
I get
know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.
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